Story Challenge: Word and Genre suggested by Alexia ~ Strawberries and Erotica. There were quite a few obvious routes to go, but I decided to go a little off road with this one. Hope you enjoy!
Harry had had a crush on Eliza for more seasons than he could count. Bitterly cold winters had come and gone, and the baking heat of summers had been enjoyed by all in the fields also. But despite his best efforts, Eliza showed no interest in Harry’s existence and his heart was breaking more and more with each ignored approach.
“Why do you put yourself through it?” asked Harry’s best friend Thomas. “She’s never going to notice you.”
“I love her Tom. I always have.”
Thomas shook his head and went about preening his coat, “It’s going to take something pretty spectacular, and even then you’re just a field mouse and she’s a….”
“Don’t say it!” slammed Harry. “It’s know what she is, but that just makes her more beautiful.”
“Eye of the beholder I suppose.”
Harry scuttled to the fence that separated the giant’s dwelling and the field, then sat and stared towards the light that had just illuminated the immediate area.
“I have a plan!” he whispered rubbing his paws.
“If it means going anywhere over the fence, then I fear love has pickled your brain.”
“Strawberries!” said Harry. “She won’t be able to resist strawberries.”
Thomas immediately stopped cleaning himself and joined his friend at the fence. “Are you mad? There’s no way you’ll make it there, let alone get back with strawberries. What about the dog?”
“Not only will she see me, but she’ll be at my mercy to do with her as I please.”
Thomas pretended to throw up at the very thought of it. “Please, I don’t want to know.”
“We will feast on strawberries in between bouts of wild passionate love making under the stars as she gives herself to me.”
Thomas sniggered. “Not sure Eliza has ‘love making’ in her vocabulary, but she’s very good at giving herself.”
Harry heard nothing of his best friend’s jibe as he was already closing in on the giant’s house, a huge smile on his face as he honed in on the potted plant brimming with the succulent red fruit.
It was all to easy. Biting through an arm of the plant, making sure several berries would be secured, he pulled for all he was worth getting his newly aquired treasure back to the fence.
“I’m impressed,” remarked Thomas.
“Thank you, but right now I have a goddess to seduce.”
Harry carried his gift to Eliza’s home, refusing to stop and answer questions by those that saw him and admired his haul. Finally, everyone of his hopes and dreams would come true. He would finally win his love.
“Eliza!” He called out. “Eliza I have a gift for you.”
After a brief moment there was movement at the door and greedy eyes viewed the fruit with wanton lust.
“Are these for me?” asked a flirtatious female.
“Yes!” replied Harry his heart singing with joy. “But only in return for something you can do.for me.”
Eliza was twice the size of Harry and easily pushed him onto his back, where she continued to dominate and fulfil his every sexual fantasy. He was in a complete state of eternal bliss.
“I love you,” he blurted as the words gushed from his lips.
Eliza smiled mischievously as her face was awash with berry juice. “Oh darling, that’s nice for you, but it would never work. Just cherish our moment for what it was.”
Harry nodded out of instinct rather than rational thought. “Okay my love,” he replied before closing his eyes to sleep.